In That Moment by Gregory Harvey

With my hand I reached out.
I reached out and I attempted to grasp at
Infinity.
And what was it that my hand latched upon?
Only the frozen comfort of loneliness.

With my eyes I sought.
I sought and I attempted to discover
Eternity.
And what was it that my eyes saw?
Only the shallow triviality of purpose.

With my ears I listened.
I listened for the solitary faint echo of
Divinity.
And what was it that my ears heard?
Only the blissful resonance of deception.

With my mind I pondered.
I pondered over the depthless, soulless
Nothingness.
And what was it that my mind found?
Only the confused reality of my self.

But then with my heart I understood.
I understood the uncertain totality of
Being.
And it was in that moment that I found reprieve.
Because it was in that moment that I found
(tainted by lies?)
Freedom.